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A childhood belief about picking my nose

When I was about 5-years old, i was a constant nose-picker. My mom would often ask me at that age, "Are you looking for a cadillac? if you keep picking, you may!" Being the five-year old I was, I kept picking day after day until I got bloody noses.
I also watched a "Ren and Stimpy" cartoon where they destroyed the Lincoln Memorial because they thought his noggin was filled with gold. I then believe that everybody had gold in their brain, so I tried to pick my nose to find it.
All I got for my trouble were bloody noses and big nostrils. (sarcastically) Thanks a lot society!!!

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